[b]Phantym sits inside The Workshop, working on his Dradon, as the machine guns on it have been getting jammed as of late.
He takes a rest and looks at his Tac-Pad, sighing, only to realize he can't even do that.
He decides to go out, as he hasn't done so in a few days.
Putting on a jacket and his scarf, he heads out on a walk of Downtown.[/b]
English
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"Next time we meet shall be the last you shall not live"
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You hear a whisper "Good luck"
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"To you as well"
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[b]He shakes his head and keeps walking.[/b]
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The stranger walks alongside him, "Why are you following her anyways? You sense something's wrong with her too."
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[b]He shrugs and continues.[/b]
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[b]she keeps walking[/b]
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[b]Keeps following.[/b]
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[b]she stops and leans against a wall[/b]
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[b]I stop and stare at her.[/b]
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"Why are you following me?" [b]she speaks in a light British accent[/b]
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[b]I shrug.[/b]
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[b]she taps the wall with her fingers and you notice she's wearing clawed metal gloves[/b]
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[b]He stares at the gauntlet.[/b]
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"Are you just going to sit there and stare at me or are you going to speak?"
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[b]He shrugs.[/b]
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[b]she continues walking [/b]
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[b]He follows.[/b]
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Edited by Kain The Slain: 8/22/2015 9:48:20 PM[b]she turns around and punches you in the face[/b]
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[b]Her hand doesn't connect, instead hitting something solid in front of my face[/b] [b]I back away from your hand, and gesture for you to calm down[/b]
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"Why are you following me?"
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[b]He shrugs[/b]
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"Stop following me" [b]she continues walking[/b]
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[b]He follows her[/b]
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[b]she uses her claws to climb a building[/b]